Who is that Dog?

Roxy got a haircut today. She traded in her long, shaggy, matted hair for an adorable little do. Now that she’s all cute, the girls have been fighting over her all day. Each girl wanted to play with her, all of a sudden; maybe because she looked like a puppy again. So I heard no, “Roxy get out of my room,” or “Roxy’s bothering me.” I heard only, “Mommy, it’s my turn to hold Roxy.” Now I see that even my children are partial to good looks. This pic is of Katie pretending Roxy is her baby.